The Garden of Stone – My Trip To Tyrone Sunken Gardens

Near where I grew up and lived for some twenty seven years is a cemetery that is pretty much like a thousand other cemeteries around the United States. There are manicured lawns, headstones for the lost beloved, and the sense of absence or loss that always hangs about these places. If you find it though,… Continue reading The Garden of Stone – My Trip To Tyrone Sunken Gardens